There is a scent,
A very strong, poignant scent
Of our glory days, a scent of
Your white shiny skin on mine;
...
"You are riding on my nerves"
You say, and push me away
With your hands so divine,
But little did you know,
...
Let me be in the dark son,
I shall sing a song
For my beloved bride,
A song not sung since ages long;
...
As I lie on my bed outstretched,
Gazing at the covered up sky;
Some voices strange I hear in my head,
Sizzling, rumbling, laughing by
...
There are things I haven't told you yet,
Have I told you?
That with you, the crowded streets
Seem alleys of fallen leaves;
...
I don't know when I was born,
Maybe when humanity didn't exist.
I was lost, in the senses of the insentient beings;
Always trying to find something.
...
Don't cry my child,
So what if you have lost today,
And your dream didn't come true as you say,
Remember always,
...
May these be my last words;
I am tired of telling my tales,
You know not what grows inside;
A storm of dread and deadly gales
...
Bare not,
Just lie beside,
For tonight
I will not pounce
...